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Watching as Daniel closed the door behind him, Abigail had to shake her head. She could have sworn in the moments before Daniel got off the bed and walked into the en-suite slamming the door behind him, he wanted to push her to the bed, kissing her, before doing something more.
That thought made her stop. What was it she wanted? Ever since her grandfather manipulated their marriage there were times that she wanted to turn and run, but there were also times that she wanted to stop, turn back to Daniel and ask him what he wanted. then there were other times, she flashed back to the other day, and his repeated gentle kisses, which felt sweet, that he wanted to continue where they had left off previously.
Shaking her head, Abigail paused. What was it she was wanting? She had no idea.
